The morning light at Tiananmen Square was gradually replaced by the hustle and bustle of the day, and the flag was already flying high.
"Let's go back."
Lin Mo turned around. The black sedan belonging to Yanhuang Awakening was still parked quietly by the roadside, clearly waiting for them.
He didn't stand on ceremony, pulling open the car door and getting in alongside Tong Dong.
The interior of the car was very quiet, with only the steady hum of the engine.
Seeing Lin Mo with his eyes closed, Tong Dong assumed he was sleepy from waking up too early and tactfully kept quiet.
Lin Mo didn't say a word for the entire journey.
Because he was thinking.
What on earth was the Ancestral Dragon?!
And what was this Ancestral Dragon's Blessing?
The very moment the flag-raising ceremony ended, an indescribable warm current seemed to surge from deep within the earth beneath his feet, coursing through his limbs and bones.
It didn't advance his cultivation base in the slightest, but it brought an indescribably profound sense of grounding.
It was as if a tree had suddenly driven its roots deep into ancient, unyielding bedrock.
Lin Mo slowly expanded his divine sense to feel the changes within himself.
There weren't any noticeable physical changes, but his divine sense, which originally covered a diameter of a hundred kilometers, had actually expanded.
The outline of the entire capital went from blurred to clear, ultimately forming an impossibly massive real-time sandbox in his mind!
The flow of traffic weaving through the streets, the elderly doing their morning exercises in the parks, and even the faint auras of ability users hiding in secret corners—nothing could escape his perception.
Could this be the Ancestral Dragon buff?!
Awesome!
Lin Mo even entertained an absurd thought: if he came to watch the flag-raising every day, could this buff stack?
Lin Mo never expected to trigger something like this. Why did it happen?
For things he couldn't figure out, Lin Mo chose not to dwell on them.
The car soon arrived back at the training base.
As Tong Dong got out of the car, he couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice, "Having a private car drop us off and wait for us must cost a lot of money, right?"
Lin 'Spent-No-Money' Mo said without changing his expression, "It's alright, not expensive. I have a discount."
Tong Dong let out an oh and believed him.
It really wasn't expensive; it was completely free.
It wasn't until their silhouettes disappeared through the base's main gates that the atmosphere inside the car finally relaxed.
The two men in the car twitched their lips. The one sitting in the passenger seat couldn't help but say, "Why do I feel like Lin Mo is a bit different after watching the flag-raising?"
"You felt it too?"
The driver stared at Lin Mo's back.
"I feel like he's a very righteous person. Think about it, how powerful must someone be to take out a guy from the Hidden Sect who was close to the Heaven and Human realm? Yet he still insists on going to school and coming to watch the flag-raising."
The other man nodded as well.
"How should I put it? People who don't care about their country usually feel nothing toward these kinds of ceremonial events, but he woke up so early just to watch the flag go up."
"Alright, our analysis isn't worth mentioning. Let's just report it directly. It has nothing to do with us."
"True enough. We're worrying about things above our pay grade."
The two shrugged and remained in the car to continue their stakeout.
As for Lin Mo and Tong Dong, they went straight to the cafeteria for breakfast and then returned to their respective rooms.
Tong Dong wanted to catch up on sleep, while Lin Mo went to study the effects of his Ancestral Dragon buff.
Meanwhile, on Yanhuang Awakening's side.
They had not found the mastermind who planted the bomb.
Even though Yanhuang Awakening was full of talents with all sorts of bizarre abilities.
Even the Daoist priest they brought in who specialized in summoning souls found absolutely nothing.
The investigation had hit a dead end, tightening around everyone's nerves like an invisible noose.
In the office, the air was so stifling it was hard to breathe.
Long Tianqi sat at the head of the table, lightly tapping her fingertips against the desk, one by one, in a slow and heavy rhythm.
A nameless fire surged in her heart, not directed at the subordinates before her, but at the predicament itself.
What did this mean? Yanhuang Awakening might have an abundance of talent, but they still had too many shortcomings.
They couldn't even maintain one hundred percent control over their own home base of Tianjing, allowing a bomb to be planted silently without anyone being able to find a single clue.
Or perhaps, there was another possibility.
The enemy knew Yanhuang Awakening's operational methods like the back of their hand, allowing them to evade all investigations precisely like a shadow.
This suspicion of internal infiltration chilled her far more than simple incompetence.
Finally, Long Tianqi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, suppressing the irritation in her heart.
She waved her hand, signaling to the four investigation team leaders in front of her that they were dismissed for now.
Whether these people had truly given their all or were just going through the motions, she couldn't say for sure.
But she knew that perhaps she had been too lenient, allowing unexpected laxity to appear in certain areas.
Before she could even stand up, the private phone on her desk began to vibrate.
The number flashing on the screen made her raise an eyebrow. It was indeed him.
She answered the call, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible helplessness. "Lin Mo... we..."
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by a crisp and decisive voice from the other end. "Enough, Director Long. Have Dongfang Shuye come pick me up."
With that, the other party hung up directly, not giving her a chance to speak.
Long Tianqi held the phone, her brows tightly furrowed.
Dongfang Shuye had just returned on a private jet. Only a few core members should know about this news. How did Lin Mo know?
This ability made her feel a hint of unease, yet she had to admit that perhaps Yanhuang Awakening truly couldn't figure out their current predicament on their own.
Perhaps it wasn't a matter of capability, but rather that someone was secretly interfering, or even directly involved.
Since that was the case.
She didn't hesitate and directly dialed Dongfang Shuye's number.
"Director Long, I'm on my way back." The call connected quickly. Dongfang Shuye's voice sounded a bit hoarse, clearly exhausted from the journey.
Long Tianqi sighed.
"Lin Mo wants you to go to him. After all, he holds the title of advisor for Yanhuang Awakening. Follow him and make sure he doesn't cause too much of a mess."
Dongfang Shuye was instantly stunned into silence.
He seemed to organize his words before speaking in a resigned tone, "Director, if he really wants to make a mess, I won't be able to stop him."
The corners of Long Tianqi's lips curled up slightly. It wasn't a smile, but more of a self-deprecating and permissive gesture. "Then let him make a mess."
The call ended, and Long Tianqi leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. She knew that letting Lin Mo intervene meant the development of the situation would completely spiral out of control.
But she was also very aware that Lin Mo had the strength to make such a mess.
Just as Xu Wendong had said, letting him beat some sense into those noble families might be a good thing.
She had a premonition in her heart that the peace in Tianjing was about to be completely shattered.
She was just afraid that Lin Mo might go too far.

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uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.